- •Immediate publication. It was disposed of to a bookseller, it was
- •Is more remarkable, with a good constitution. She had three sons
- •It, for she was very fond of tinkling the keys of the old forlorn
- •Improved, her features were softened by plumpness and colour, her
- •Into life could not take place till after three or four days had
- •Increase as they went on, whereas she had imagined that when once
- •In the room. Mrs. Allen did all that she could do in such a case
- •Venture to laugh. "I see what you think of me," said he gravely
- •Is what I wish you to say."
- •In the same chapel the next morning. Catherine then ran directly
- •Very partial to the profession"; and something like a sigh escaped
- •Very moment of coming opposite to Union Passage, and within view
- •Immediately checked with a violence which almost threw him on his
- •In Milsom Street, she was so far from seeking to attract their
- •I am particularly fond of it."
- •Very interesting."
- •It makes you look like an old witch. Here is Morland and I come
- •Instead of answering, as she probably would have done, had there
- •Into this set, when you knew I was in the other? I have been quite
- •In this commonplace chatter, which lasted some time, the original
- •In excellent spirits, with fresh hopes and fresh schemes. The
- •Into, and now it is ten thousand to one but they break down before
- •Its inevitable pace was ten miles an hour) by no means alarmingly
- •If a man knows how to drive it; a thing of that sort in good hands
- •It was a bold surmise, for he was Isabella's brother; and she had
- •Inconceivable, incredible, and impossible; and she could only
- •I met her, and we had a great deal of talk together. She says
- •Is; yes, I am sure Mrs. Tilney is dead, because Mrs. Hughes told
- •In the immeasurable length of time which had divided them. "Oh,
- •It is vastly well to be here for a few weeks, we would not live
- •Isabella smiled incredulously and talked the rest of the evening
- •I thought he must be gone. Was not the young lady he danced with
- •In their attire; how little it is biased by the texture of their
- •I been telling all my acquaintance that I was going to dance with
- •It would not answer my purpose, it would not do for the field. I
- •I could place them in such a view. You will allow, that in both,
- •Very fine day, if the clouds would only go off, and the sun keep
- •I do think it looks a little lighter. There, it is twenty minutes
- •It was too dirty for Mrs. Allen to accompany her husband to the
- •Isabella corroborated it: "My dearest Catherine, you cannot form
- •Very unsettled state; divided between regret for the loss of one
- •In another moment she was herself whisked into the marketplace.
- •Very agreeable. Catherine's complaisance was no longer what it
- •Incoherent way to which he had often recourse, about its being a
- •In expectation of seeing her there, but no one appeared at them.
- •In the first place, that she was without any excuse for staying at
- •Inquiry which had travelled from her heart almost to the tip of
- •Instead of the gay acquiescence expected by Isabella, Catherine
- •I am engaged to Miss Tilney. I cannot go." This availed nothing.
- •Indeed I cannot go. If I am wrong, I am doing what I believe to
- •I will go after them. It does not signify talking. If I could
- •In coming." The general attended her himself to the street-door,
- •Volume into the Hermitage Walk, and I was obliged to stay till you
- •In the never-ceasing inquiry of 'Have you read this?' and 'Have
- •In whatever terms we like best. It is a most interesting work.
- •In another on which she had nothing to say. They were viewing
- •Voluntarily rejected the whole city of Bath as unworthy to make
- •Isabella could well afford to wait. The needful was comprised in
- •In the parlour, "I am come to bid you good-bye." Catherine wished
- •Isabella's beauty, and on the lady's, of her great good luck. It
- •It seemed to be his only care to entertain and make me happy."
- •Isabella's opinion of the Tilneys did not influence her friend;
- •Instigator of the three villains in horsemen's greatcoats, by whom
- •Isabella shrugged her shoulders and smiled, the only explanation
- •Isabella recollected herself. "As to that, my sweet Catherine,
- •Isabella's regret; and when she saw her at their next interview as
- •I am almost ashamed to make the request, though its presumption would
- •Invitation! To have her company so warmly solicited! Everything
- •Impossibility of her having ever intended to encourage him. "As to
- •Idea of it. Pray undeceive him as soon as you can, and tell him I
- •I believe he is very right. Ah! Here he comes; never mind, he
- •Very egregious. In vanity, therefore, she gained but little; her
- •It might have passed unnoticed. A something of languid indifference,
- •It. In this distress, the intended departure of the Tilney family
- •Is engaged. He knows what he is about, and must be his own master."
- •It? Does not he want Captain Tilney to go away? Sure, if your
- •It cannot really happen to me. I am sure your housekeeper is not
- •Into every drawer -- but for some time without discovering anything
- •Into the very grounds of Northanger, without having discerned even
- •It had wafted nothing worse than a thick mizzling rain; and having
- •It had a range of doors, and it was lighted on the other by windows
- •In motionless wonder, while these thoughts crossed her:
- •If not originally theirs, by what strange events could it have
- •In the occasional absence of General Tilney, with much positive
- •It in every possible way for some instants with the determined
- •Import. Could it be possible, or did not her senses play her false?
- •Immediate hope of her having been undisturbed by the tempest, with
- •Indifferent about flowers."
- •In fine weather I am out more than half my time. Mamma says I am
- •In some way or other, by its falling short of his plan.
- •Is impossible for me not to be often solitary."
- •Indignation, she found herself again obliged to walk with him,
- •In these domestic arrangements from such as she had read about --
- •I can close my eyes, and perhaps may be poring over the affairs of
- •Into bed, she stole gently from her room to the corresponding
- •Into the family vault where her ashes were supposed to slumber, were
- •In his own apartment. No summons, however, arrived; and at last,
- •In the course of this morning's reflections, she came to a resolution
- •It was done; and Catherine found herself alone in the gallery
- •Voice -- "your father was with us."
- •Importance from an imagination resolved on alarm, and everything
- •It was not so; among the English, she believed, in their hearts
- •It my duty to tell you that everything is at an end between Miss
- •I should have given it with very different feelings."
- •Inconceivable, Henry? Frederick too, who always wore his heart so
- •It really was, enabling the general by that means to form a cool
- •In frightening my old housekeeper out of her wits, because I must
- •It did come, and exactly when it might be reasonably looked for. It
- •It with Fullerton and Northanger -- we are considering it as a mere
- •It prettier than any pleasure-ground she had ever been in before,
- •Very soon resolved to speak to Eleanor about it at once, propose
- •In London, the engagements of his curate at Woodston obliging him
- •If someone was touching the very doorway -- and in another moment
- •I trust you will acquit me, for you must have been long enough in
- •Intent upon filling the trunk. When everything was done they left
- •Involved filling the minds of both, scarcely another word was said
- •View of that well-known spire which would announce her within
- •Immediately at the window; and to have it stop at the sweep-gate
- •It was upon the behaviour of these very slight acquaintance that
- •Improved her in useful activity, nor given her a greater inclination
- •Instantly, pleased by his appearance, received him with the simple
- •Information on Sarah's side, which produced only a bow of acknowledgment
- •Involuntary, unconscious object of a deception which his pride could
- •It must shock, could not intimidate Henry, who was sustained in his
- •It was not their way to suppose any evil could be told. Goodwill
- •Very heartily approve it, they were not refined enough to make any
- •I expect to give general satisfaction among all her acquaintance.
Voice -- "your father was with us."
"And that prevented you," said Henry, earnestly regarding her.
"Have you looked into all the rooms in that passage?"
"No, I only wanted to see -- Is not it very late? I must go and
dress."
"It is only a quarter past four" showing his watch -- "and you are
not now in Bath. No theatre, no rooms to prepare for. Half an
hour at Northanger must be enough."
She could not contradict it, and therefore suffered herself to be
detained, though her dread of further questions made her, for the
first time in their acquaintance, wish to leave him. They walked
slowly up the gallery. "Have you had any letter from Bath since
I saw you?"
"No, and I am very much surprised. Isabella promised so faithfully
to write directly."
"Promised so faithfully! A faithful promise! That puzzles me. I
have heard of a faithful performance. But a faithful promise --
the fidelity of promising! It is a power little worth knowing,
however, since it can deceive and pain you. My mother's room is
very commodious, is it not? Large and cheerful-looking, and the
dressing-closets so well disposed! It always strikes me as the
most comfortable apartment in the house, and I rather wonder that
Eleanor should not take it for her own. She sent you to look at
it, I suppose?"
"No."
"It has been your own doing entirely?" Catherine said nothing.
After a short silence, during which he had closely observed her,
he added, "As there is nothing in the room in itself to raise
curiosity, this must have proceeded from a sentiment of respect for
my mother's character, as described by Eleanor, which does honour
to her memory. The world, I believe, never saw a better woman.
But it is not often that virtue can boast an interest such as this.
The domestic, unpretending merits of a person never known do not
often create that kind of fervent, venerating tenderness which would
prompt a visit like yours. Eleanor, I suppose, has talked of her
a great deal?"
"Yes, a great deal. That is -- no, not much, but what she did say
was very interesting. Her dying so suddenly" (slowly, and with
hesitation it was spoken), "and you -- none of you being at home
-- and your father, I thought -- perhaps had not been very fond of
her."
"And from these circumstances," he replied (his quick eye fixed on
hers), "you infer perhaps the probability of some negligence --
some" -- (involuntarily she shook her head) -- "or it may be --
of something still less pardonable." She raised her eyes towards
him more fully than she had ever done before. "My mother's illness,"
he continued, "the seizure which ended in her death, was sudden.
The malady itself, one from which she had often suffered, a bilious
fever -- its cause therefore constitutional. On the third day, in
short, as soon as she could be prevailed on, a physician attended
her, a very respectable man, and one in whom she had always placed
great confidence. Upon his opinion of her danger, two others were
called in the next day, and remained in almost constant attendance
for four and twenty hours. On the fifth day she died. During the
progress of her disorder, Frederick and I (we were both at home)
saw her repeatedly; and from our own observation can bear witness
to her having received every possible attention which could spring
from the affection of those about her, or which her situation in
life could command. Poor Eleanor was absent, and at such a distance
as to return only to see her mother in her coffin."
"But your father," said Catherine, "was he afflicted?"
"For a time, greatly so. You have erred in supposing him not
attached to her. He loved her, I am persuaded, as well as it was
possible for him to -- we have not all, you know, the same tenderness
of disposition -- and I will not pretend to say that while she
lived, she might not often have had much to bear, but though his
temper injured her, his judgment never did. His value of her was
sincere; and, if not permanently, he was truly afflicted by her
death."
"I am very glad of it," said Catherine; "it would have been very
shocking!"
"If I understand you rightly, you had formed a surmise of such
horror as I have hardly words to -- Dear Miss Morland, consider
the dreadful nature of the suspicions you have entertained. What
have you been judging from? Remember the country and the age in
which we live. Remember that we are English, that we are Christians.
Consult your own understanding, your own sense of the probable, your
own observation of what is passing around you. Does our education
prepare us for such atrocities? Do our laws connive at them? Could
they be perpetrated without being known, in a country like this,
where social and literary intercourse is on such a footing, where
every man is surrounded by a neighbourhood of voluntary spies,
and where roads and newspapers lay everything open? Dearest Miss
Morland, what ideas have you been admitting?"
They had reached the end of the gallery, and with tears of shame
she ran off to her own room.
CHAPTER 25
The visions of romance were over. Catherine was completely awakened.
Henry's address, short as it had been, had more thoroughly opened
her eyes to the extravagance of her late fancies than all their
several disappointments had done. Most grievously was she humbled.
Most bitterly did she cry. It was not only with herself that
she was sunk -- but with Henry. Her folly, which now seemed even
criminal, was all exposed to him, and he must despise her forever.
The liberty which her imagination had dared to take with the
character of his father -- could he ever forgive it? The absurdity
of her curiosity and her fears -- could they ever be forgotten? She
hated herself more than she could express. He had -- she thought
he had, once or twice before this fatal morning, shown something
like affection for her. But now -- in short, she made herself as
miserable as possible for about half an hour, went down when the
clock struck five, with a broken heart, and could scarcely give
an intelligible answer to Eleanor's inquiry if she was well. The
formidable Henry soon followed her into the room, and the only
difference in his behaviour to her was that he paid her rather more
attention than usual. Catherine had never wanted comfort more,
and he looked as if he was aware of it.
The evening wore away with no abatement of this soothing politeness;
and her spirits were gradually raised to a modest tranquillity. She
did not learn either to forget or defend the past; but she learned
to hope that it would never transpire farther, and that it might not
cost her Henry's entire regard. Her thoughts being still chiefly
fixed on what she had with such causeless terror felt and done, nothing
could shortly be clearer than that it had been all a voluntary,
self-created delusion, each trifling circumstance receiving